It happens at least a couple dozen times a day. I wish I could speak human. And, usually within a minute or two, something reminds me it’s okay I can’t. It’s an endless emotional game I play. Lately it’s gotten worse. The strangest thing about it? There aren’t even words involved.
It’s all tears. Baby Carter cries for everything. When he’s hungry (which is a lot). When he wants to be held (which is a lot). When he’s gone to the bathroom (which is a lot). When he’s sleepy (which is a lot). Frankly, he cries. A lot. No more than the average baby (or so mom tells me). I’ve gotten better at tuning most of it out.
But today I realized something pretty important. It’s his language. It’s all he has right now. All I have is nonverbal communication. All he has is tears. So (when I’m not napping through it) I’ve been attempting to interpret the cries right along with my people. It’s been an interesting check of perspective, as I realize what its like to be so easily misunderstood.
And I wish (right along with my people) on a daily basis that I could translate. Or (better yet) that I could speak baby. But there was a moment today when I realized it’s okay that I can’t. Mom, Carter and I were cuddled up together in a cozy chair with the sun shining on us and I felt it. Love. From the ground up, I felt it through our snuggles. No words (or tears) necessary. And it happened without a translator. Because love is the same in any language.
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Love needs no words. It can all be in something as simple as a look. And look at the way Carter is looking at you, Wiles! Total and rapt attention. Oh, I can’t wait to see the two of you in a few months.
That makes two of us, dear Lyn!!!
Oh, and I meant to say, doesn’t Carter look like a “big” boy in his checked shirt and jeans – despite the tears. Sending kisses Carter’s way xxxx
I know what you mean about Mr. Big Boy. It’s funny – mom says all the time how she doesn’t want him to grow up and yet she dresses him like a little grown up. Seems so silly to me. 😉
Lots of love,
Wiles
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Crying is hte ony communication for Carter as he cannot speak, I know it would be handy if he could just say I am hungry. No worries he will start talking soon enough. As you say , love needs no language and no translation, it is the language of our hearts. It is beautiful how Carter is looking at you, love that picture!
Beautifully said, dear friend. Love needs no language and no translation – it is the language of our hearts. You are absolutely right. Thank you for being part of my life. 😉
Carter looks like he’s got a good set of lungs there. That picture of Carter looking at you is adorable – can’t ask for anything better than that : )
Carter does indeed have a good set of lungs on him. I hear them a lot. 😉 But then he smiles at me and I can’t help it. I forgive him every time.
Lots of love,
Wiles
That proves my theory. Cuddling solves all mysteries.
Love and licks,
Cupcake
Your theories are so wise, friend. I’m glad to call you a friend.
Lots of love,
Wiles
Baby Carter looks like he is smiling at you in one of the pictures. That is a face of love there
I thought that’s what I saw too, friend. 🙂
I guess all dogs can speak a little baby, Wiley. Mostly it needs no words and just the look of us makes a baby smiling :o) And you’re right, love needs no google translator or that babblefish-thingy, it’s the world-language, I think :o)
Dear brother – you make my heart smile. You’re absolutely right – we doggies know how to speak a little baby. It’s a good thing too, because with all that crying babies do they need those smiles every now and then. 😉
Lots of love,
Wiles
Oh, my gosh, Wylie, Carter has grown so much! Even bawling in his jeans, he has truly individualized, he’s his own person already! Wow. He may be two months (?) now, but what changes have already taken place! xxoo HuntMode
It’s funny you should say so as I hear visitors saying the same things about Carter growing up so fast. It is happening right before our eyes, so I think we sometimes take things for granted. Then a loved one comes to visit who hasn’t been to see us in as little as a few days and we are reminded! Things are changing so we need to cherish every single moment.
Lots of love,
Wiles
Dear Wiley, this reminded me of my sweet Duffey, rest his soul. He was like Nana in Peter Pan. Always monitoring the children for any sign of unhappiness. Sniffing their little bottoms to confirm what we already knew. Checking on them through the night as he made his rounds. You will make an amazing companion to little Carter as he grows. He is one lucky little boy.
Dear Susan,
It’s so nice to hear from you! It was with a heavy heart I read about your dear Duffey, though it was truly lightened in reading how lovely he was as a guardian. He is an inspiration. 🙂
Lots of love,
Wiles
I’m amazed, I must say. Rarely do I encounter a blog that’s equally educative and engaging, and let me tell you, you’ve hit the nail on the head.
The problem is an issue that too few people are speaking intelligently about.
I am very happy that I came across this during my hunt for something concerning this.
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Thank goodness we are past this now. Just in time to go through it all over again.